WHO GOT CAUGHT UP IN A PROMPT AND IS NOW BATTLING A 35-PAGE DRAFT THAT STILL ISN'T FINISHED?!?!?

salt and pepper squid 

they are in love

Estuary

His phone vibrates off the ledge and drops on his nose with tear-jerking insistence.

Fucker.

Satori rolls over with the grace of a half-dead street rat before he sits up, feet touching the clean, cold concrete of his apartment. Tenderly he rubs at his face, fingers prodding as he inhales deeply through his sore nose.

Sketches by A.K. MacDonald, 1932

Because I need the writing-juice in my rl rather than for fanfic rn but still want to stick with the story I'm working on I thought: let's make a moodboard (or sixty)

but then i tried to look up city rivers and just

...what is it with all your aesthetic pretty blue rivers making happy little bends around the city?!

Where is my murky, wouldn't jump into it, green, icky city river?!

First EnnoTana-work inspired by Marchingduck's EnnoTana-piece Listen Between the Lines that they did for Haikyuu Rare Pair Month 2025! Check it out!

Gett'n shirty (put it back on) (1220 words) by Out_Of_Custody

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ennoshita Chikara & Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Ennoshita Chikara/Tanaka Ryuunosuke Characters: Ennoshita Chikara, Tanaka Ryuunosuke Additional Tags: Ennoshita Chikara-centric, team shenanigans, Humor, Ennoshita has a Crisis, Fanfiction of Fanfiction, Tanaka is a Menace, Menace to Ennoshita's Sanity

Summary:

Tanaka has a problem.

Well.

No.

That’s not quite right.

Ennoshita has a problem.

And that problem is Tanaka.

Friday, February 21st, 2025 7:13 p.m.

But Tooru had to, somehow, have the bad luck of attracting the soul-searching eyes of pretty Ushijima Wakatoshi with his taciturn nature, dry wit and soothing quiet; an ass of epic proportions simply because Tooru cannot figure out for the life of him, how a Wizard of Ushiwaka’s stand can be so terribly unimaginative and dull.

It’s off-putting to say the least and if Tooru hates anything then it’s a) people who are better than him and b) especially if they have nothing that makes them stand out from an average crowd of Wizards in The Consortium.

Traits which unfortunately also apply to Ushijima Wakatoshi.

It’s one of the reasons he doesn’t quite know what to do with Satori.

Aside from the fact that Tooru is pretty certain that he shouldn’t be caught dead with the redhead who has been excised from The Consortium at thirteen, he knows that was Satori has is special.

Tooru doesn’t know what it is, but it’s…

It has bite.

It has teeth.

There’s a prickle of something metallic and acidulously dangerous at the back of Tooru’s tongue every time he gets to witness Satori’s Magic up close and personal.

Most days, thinking about Satori makes him angry.

Being a pro censorship ao3 user is so insanely cringe. Either use the (incredibly effective and well designed) filtering system to avoid seeing the shit you don't like or stop complaining. Leave the pro censorship rhetoric to Wattpad or smth

“You gotta stop this, princess,” he sighs as he feels the weight of her small body spreading over his feet.

The tabby looks up at him with a slow, content blink as she oozes herself all over his shoes.

“I’m gonna pick you up and bring you home if you’re not careful, and you don’t even know what kind of man I am,” he lectures her, “that’s no way to find yourself a human.” But even as he chides her, he bends, scratching her behind her dainty, bright ears.

She pushes into his touch, eyes closing into a content cat-smile and Satori can’t help but echo the sentiment.